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Despite the killer title (Journey to the End of the Night is the name of a nihilistic Celine book that has nothing to do with this film), this Brendan Fraser sex-and-drugs drama can't live up to its manufactured cool. The complicated relationships have Fraser as the scheming son of a brothel owner (Scott Glenn), who's trying to get out of the Sao Paolo slums via a big drug deal. Unfortunately we never much care for either Glenn or Fraser's characters, leaving the film in the hands of Mos Def, a dishwasher pressed into helping out. Most of the film is shot in the dark, it seems, in keeping with the coal-black mood of the entire affair.

It's not every movie that makes me pray that it was over before the opening credits even roll.

But Crocodile 2 has so little going for it -- from its lame opening robbery to its horrible characters to the bad dubbing to the airplane crashing in a swamp (yet no one can find it!) to the enormous alligator -- er, crocodile -- that eats all the villains.